Begin from the original form of torture and become immortal

Chapter 1036 Greed
Denise is chopping down the gunworms that have long-range attack capabilities.

These bugs pose the greatest threat to them because their symbiotic weapons are very powerful.

Great swords have high attack and speed but paper defense, so basically anyone hit will die.

With unparalleled speed and strength, she gracefully danced with the giant sword in her hand that seemed to be able to cut through space, and resolved the threats one by one.

Just as she was concentrating on clearing the battlefield and ensuring the safety of every comrade, an unprecedented sense of crisis suddenly surged into her heart, like ice piercing her bones, making her shiver.

This breath was neither from wild beasts in nature nor something that humans could achieve. It carried an ancient, deep and extremely dangerous breath that made every cell in Denise tense.

Without any hesitation, Denise relied on her instinct and the reaction speed honed by countless times on the brink of life and death. Her figure blurred in an instant and she disappeared on the spot like a phantom.

Almost at the same time, a huge figure fell into the air with a whistling wind, and fell heavily to the ground, raising a cloud of dust.

When the dust settled, a creepy monster revealed its true appearance, and its appearance completely overturned Denise's understanding of the world.

This monster has a human form but is not a human. Its body is covered with a layer of Zerg exoskeleton that is as hard as iron. It gleams with a cold metallic luster, like a set of carefully crafted armor that not only protects it from external harm, but also gives it terrifying power.

Its facial structure is distorted and weird, with the ruthlessness of the tyrant in Resident Evil, and a hint of madness that does not belong to this world.

The hands and feet have a strange branch-like structure. The seemingly rough and calloused edges actually hide sharp edges that can tear steel.

The most eye-catching thing is the sharp bone spear on its shoulder. It is a rib that has been carefully polished by nature or some unknown force. It is incredibly long, and the tip flashes with a heart-pounding cold light, as if it is ready to pierce its prey at any time.

Its hair has long since completely degenerated into sharp needles, which not only increase its combat deterrence, but also reveal a strange beauty that transcends biological common sense.

"Denisa, you are so beautiful."

The monster spoke, his voice was low and hoarse, yet extremely clear. Every word was like a curse crawling out of the abyss, striking Denise's heart directly.

She was surprised that the monster could recognize her, and even more shocked by the hint of familiarity and desire in its words.

"you are?"

Denise was on guard; she felt the pressure from the monster.

"I am the void."

The monster uttered these two words slowly, as if every syllable carried an infinite weight. As it narrated, a grand epic about the universe, existence, and destruction slowly unfolded.

The void, a concept that has existed since the beginning of the universe, represents the unknowable nothingness at the other end of the realm and is a harbinger of the end of all things.

It is an insatiable hunger, an eternal wait, until its masters - those mysterious watchers - give the order, and everything will be dissolved in its endless devouring.

If a mortal is unfortunate enough to touch this power, he will see the illusion of eternity and suffer severe pain that is enough to destroy his will.

The Void Realm, a place full of unknowns and terrors, inhabited by countless monsters bred by the void.

They have different forms and primitive cognition, but they are all driven by an insatiable hunger, moving forward endlessly, just to bring the world into complete annihilation. These monsters are both the products of the void and the executors of its will. There are subtle differences between them, but they all share the desire for destruction.

"Void,"

Denise repeated the name in a low voice, and every syllable seemed to stir up ripples in her heart. "Why do you know me? And why are you here?"

The monster, or rather the void creature, slowly took a step forward. Its huge body cast a long shadow in the darkness, like a moving mountain.

Its voice sounded again, deep and magnetic, with an indescribable magic: "In the endless universe, every existence has its own unique mark, and you, Denise, your light cannot be concealed even in the deepest darkness. As for why I appear here, it is nothing more than the arrangement of fate, or the will of a higher being."

"Become my property, and I will grant you liberation and power..."

The monster spoke again, with a hint of temptation and fanaticism in his voice.

It stared at Denise, with greed flashing in its eyes. It was not a desire for food, but a more primitive and pure possessiveness.

It wants Denise's body, wants to take this beauty and power for itself, but behind this, it is more of a distorted understanding and expression of the power of the void.

It has gone insane.

The sudden enhancement of the abilities of void creatures can indeed allow many people to achieve great success overnight, but it also causes many to go crazy.

The Lord God will directly strengthen you without any castration. Whether you can withstand it or not is your own problem.

As it spoke, the air around it seemed to grow heavier, and an invisible pressure enveloped Denise, causing her to frown.

"Is it fate? Or the will of some higher being?"

Denise sneered.

"I will strive for strength myself. As for your invitation, I can only say sorry."

"I only believe in my own strength and everything I protect. If you are really as strong as you say, then let me see if you can make me surrender."

As soon as she finished speaking, the aura around Denise suddenly changed. The originally calm air began to fluctuate violently, as if countless small storms were brewing around her.

The power in her body was fully awakened at this moment, and two pairs of wings, one large and one small, appeared behind her. The posture of a four-winged archangel reappeared, so beautiful and holy that she could not be desecrated.

When the void creature saw this, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, but it was immediately replaced by even stronger greed.

It knew that Denise's refusal meant an inevitable battle, and the outcome of this battle would determine whether it could finally bring this beautiful warrior under its wing.

"It seems that there is something really different about you. But even so, you cannot escape the control of the void. Become a part of me, and let me show you true power and freedom."

Before he finished speaking, the figure of the void creature suddenly blurred, as if it merged into the surrounding darkness, leaving only a series of afterimages shuttling through the air.

(End of this chapter)